Blooming

The lines on your face, how can I erase?

The lines on your cheeks, they grow so slowly

Oh, how can I be caught in such misery?

I'm the moon, you're my velvet blue

And if you must hear, I'll whisper to your ear

And if you must see, I'll show you gently

I know I'm not the sun, but I am always here

You'll see that I'm always near

Don't go,  I'll be your friend

No let go,  it's almost ending

Please say, okay

And I will keep on protecting

Your endless blooming, my love

Oh, save it all for me

If there was a moment

Where I can hold you close

I would be so thankful even

If we can't grow old